He tried to make his mental state completely void, like a fish swimming in the deep sea, slowly diving into meditation, capturing fragmented, cotton-like broken pieces from the depths of memory. ”…Those born weak must be under guardianship…” ”Run, run quickly!” ”The humiliation suffered today will definitely be repaid double in the future!…” ”Call your superior out,” a silhouette stood coldly at the tall iron gate, saying: “I have something to discuss with him.” The next moment, a man whose face was unclear walked forward, and before he could speak, he was punched heavily, blood spurting from his mouth and nose, falling backward! Running, cursing, voices clamoring, countless soldiers tried to stop him but to no avail. Suddenly the scene changed, with faint light leaking through the narrow window of a solitary cell, casting a cold shadow on the cement stone platform. He sat on the bed’s edge wearing an outer coat, palms pressed together, fingertips touching his forehead.
Suddenly, urgent footsteps and the sharp sound of keys clanging came from outside. He stood up. The door opened. “Internal, internal outbreak, the laboratory can’t contain it… The alert line has collapsed, the car is waiting outside, come with me quickly…” He took a titanium alloy freezer box, walked out of the solitary cell, the distant light at the corridor’s end turning into stars.
The armored vehicle braked sharply, and Sinan’s body lurched forward, awakening. In an instant, he was face-to-face with the densely packed zombies outside the window, with the driver frantically shouting: “Destination reached! Quickly clear and break through! People inside, prepare to provide support—!” The vehicle-mounted machine gun on top spewed blazing tongues of fire. Zhou Rong took off his coat, wearing only a black tank top, his heat-resistant gloves burned terribly by the gun barrel, repeatedly sweeping back zombies at the intersection.
However, the zombies crowding the city center’s commercial street were too numerous. After clearing wave after wave, the sight was a sea of zombies. All team members climbed onto the vehicle’s roof for fire support, barely clearing a few meters of space, allowing the armored vehicle to slowly advance through mountains of corpses. This crawling speed, comparable to rush hour traffic, was extremely dangerous.
The vehicle was nearly overturned multiple times by endless zombies, with team members shouting, almost being dragged off by zombies grabbing their ankles.
